Not Even The Zeppo
Spoilers- Up to The Zeppo, S3
Disclaimer- Don't own a thing, except my debt.
Note- This can be seen a lead up to Earshot.
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Jonathan adjusted his backpack, pulling it tightly against his back as the sea of students coursed through the hall. Students would occasionally knock against him, sending him lurching forward, nearly falling to the ground before he could regain his balance. Jonathan made his way to the cafeteria; he stood in line, grimacing at the day's special. The line shuffled towards the cashier and Jonathan sighed.
'We're just like drones.' He reflected.
He handed his money over to the woman at the cash register, giving her a small smile. She scowled at him, snatching the money and shoving it in the register. She slapped the change into his open palm. Jonathan's shoulders slumped as he picked up his tray and moved towards the tables. He stood in the center of the room, searching for a table.
Jonathan moved towards a table at the back. He threw his bag down onto the table and slid into a seat facing the rest of the room. He picked up his fork, poking at the gray stew-type thing on the plate in front of him. He rested his head on his propped up fist, pushing the so-called food around the plate as he looked around the cafeteria.
His eyes fell on a nearby table, a table that held the self-proclaimed Scooby Gang. He watched as Buffy pushed her hair over her shoulder, laughing at something Xander said. Willow grasped Oz's hand in hers, her eyes lighting up as she spoke excitedly to him. Those three were the brawn, the brains and the cool of the group. When Cordelia and Xander had been dating she was the redeeming bitch. And then there was Xander, Jonathan had heard him call himself the Zeppo of the group; the one who was useless. Xander opened his mouth, obviously telling another joke.
Jonathan sighed, dropping the fork onto the plate with a loud clang that was lost in the louder din of the cafeteria. His eyes dropped to the surface of the table, his pain his only companion.
Xander was a Zeppo, huh?
So what did that make him?
Not even a Zeppo.
He was less than a Zeppo.
He was nothing.